I’ve been on the OSD (Oh Sh*t Diet) with our annual summer trip to the beach getting closer. The excuse for my mid-section flabalanche, “I’ve had two babies,” is getting a little old now that Miss A is not only starting to use the potty some, but is telling me specifically what type of potty she wants (Dora, thank you very much.)
About a month ago I decided to be proactive about losing the five pounds I’ve been saying I need to lose for the past two years. Since I’m lazy and really hate going to the gym, I started walking more with the hubby and the girls and I also cut out all my “treats.” Drastic times call for drastic measures.
I quit fixing my near nightly bowl of ice cream even though the BEST stuff I’ve tried in a while is Blue Bunny Banana Split sugar free. And I don’t do sugar free, people. My mother-in-law tried it and didn’t care for it, but I could have eaten the entire carton in one sitting. I’ve also cut out Cokes and beer and wine and fast food and pretty much anything “bad.” No wonder I’ve been one cranky mama. Who knew that sugar, fat, and alcohol made me so happy?
The hubby has also really been watching what he eats and getting up early every day and walking. He’s having a lot more success with the OSD than me.
Why is it that men can eliminate a few things from their diet and lose five pounds in no time?
I think I’ve lost one pound and that’ s on a good day and only if I weigh a la naturelle.